Great Military Division

Chapter 340 After only one year of taking the exam, the big Han candidates have become involved?

Pei country, Qiao County.

Cao's old house.

in the library.

Cao Cao sat kneeling aside, eyes slightly closed, twirled his short beard with his hands, and nodded slowly: "Well, although he is not outstanding, he is barely passable in Confucian classics, art of war, and martial arts. You can give it a try."

"Really?"

The young man was astonished, his bright eyes sparkled, and his excitement was beyond words: "Father, so I can sign up for the imperial court's young genius class?"

"You can try it."

Cao Cao turned his head to glance at his son, and nodded affirmatively.

"Great."

Cao Ang couldn't hide the joy on his face, and he immediately patted his chest and promised: "Father, don't worry, Ang'er will not embarrass his father. He will definitely be admitted to the class of gifted youths, become a student of the emperor, and win glory for the Cao family."

"An'er."

Cao Cao got up slowly, walked up to his son, patted his head, and said with a smile, "Just remember! Talented people in this world are like stars in the sky, and there are countless bright ones."

"Father doesn't ask you to be admitted to the juvenile genius class and become a student of the emperor. He only hopes that you can go all out and show your strength. Even if you don't pass the exam, you still need to know where you are short."

"It's a good thing for you to have confidence, but don't put too much pressure on yourself. Let's take an assessment to test the learning results of these years."

Cao Ang naturally understood his father's deep meaning, he nodded affirmatively, and smiled slightly: "Father, don't worry, Ang'er is not that fragile, you don't have to worry."

"it is good!"

Cao Cao was very satisfied with his son's answer: "You really deserve to be my son of Cao Cao! Come here."

Cao Ang followed his father and walked to the side bookshelf: "Father, what do you want?"

Cao Cao took out a stack of books from the bookshelf: "This is the Five Classics textbook published by the imperial court this year. It contains annotations by Lu Zhi, Zheng Xuan, Sima Hui, and His Majesty."

"Ah, this"

Cao Ang stared at the book in his father's hand with a look of disbelief: "Father, isn't this book sold out? You still have it here?"

Cao Cao smiled, and said softly, "This is what my father mentioned to His Majesty after the Winter Festival Heaven Worship Ceremony and before he left Nanyang. He was afraid that he would not be able to buy one, and hoped that His Majesty would give him a set."

"This set was given by His Majesty. Originally, my father wanted to keep it for himself to read. Now I give it to you. Remember to study it carefully. I hope it can be of some help to you."

"After you go to Nanyang, remember to bring your grandfather's autographed letter to visit Mr. Huan Rui and ask him to help you find a powerful Confucianist tutor. You don't have to worry about the price, and my father will take care of it."

Cao Ang took the books with both hands, nodded solemnly: "Thank you, father! But"

Cao Cao frowned: "Well? Is there anything else you can do?"

Cao Ang raised his eyebrows: "Father, can you show Ang'er the Zhongxing Sword His Majesty gave you? I heard that it is a sword that cuts hair and cuts iron like mud, and father, you are the king of heaven."

"Stinky boy!"

Cao Cao glanced at his son affectionately: "Have you been eyeing this sword for a long time?"

Cao Ang nodded quickly: "I want to touch it even in my dreams."

"Ok."

Cao Cao heaved a sigh of relief, and agreed: "Because you are about to embark on a journey, my father let you have a good look, and the right is to do it for you."

Cao Ang was ecstatic in his heart, and couldn't help but push himself a little bit: "Father, since you are doing it for your son, you might as well donate this Zhongxing Sword to my son, and my son will guarantee to be admitted to the juvenile genius class to repay my father, how about it?"

Cao Cao's small eyes glared, and he said unceremoniously, "Get out!"

Cao Ang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Father, don't be upset, the child is just a joke."

"Stinky boy, father can give you anything, but only this ZTE sword can't."

"Well, I know! This sword has placed His Majesty's expectations on his father."

"That's right! The leader, the leader, Your Majesty is hope"

"Father is his first minister! My child knows, you have said it eight hundred times."

"Brat, get out—!"

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******
Nanyang County, outside Wancheng.

Sun Jian's camp.

Central Army, big tent.

In front of the sand table, Sun Jian stood proudly, his eyes swept across Nanyang's new water system network: "Currently the imperial court is building a new warship, and our goal must be Jingzhou in the future."

"This is a brand-new sand table built by Shangshutai according to the latest water system network. The conditions of each river are all recorded, including water depth, river width, etc. We must get familiar with it as soon as possible, understand?"

All the generals and soldiers cupped their hands together: "Here."

Sun Jian waved his hand to signal Huang Gai: "Grandfather, send down the river's data sheet."

Huang Gai nodded, "Here."

"In the future, you will all be the commander in chief of your own army. You must be familiar with information such as rivers and water potential. This naval army is not just about fighting by boat. It's as simple as that. It's much more complicated than land warfare."

"Rivers, water potential, wind direction, etc. are just the most basic skills. The "Water Warfare Manual" issued by the imperial court is all about basic knowledge. You must master it as soon as possible."

"after a while."

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After finishing his military affairs, Sun Jian dismissed the generals of the battalions, heaved a sigh of relief, returned to his head and sat down to rest.

A moment later, a long report sounded outside the tent:
"Report—!"

Sun Jian opened his eyes and looked up.

When the blurred vision gradually cleared up.

But see, the curtain is lifted, and two familiar figures enter from the outside:
"Father-!"

Sun Jian's exhaustion was swept away, as if he regained his energy, he stood up, bypassed the handsome case, and went up to him: "Quan'er, my Quan'er is finally here."

"Oh, father, you hurt Quan'er."

Sun Quan only felt that his arms were pinched by two big pliers, and his bones were about to be crushed.

Sun Jian hadn't seen his second son, Sun Quan, for a long time, and he was so excited that he couldn't control his strength.

Hearing Sun Quan cry out in pain, he hurriedly put him down, squatted halfway in front of his son, and pinched his little face: "I've grown taller again, and I've grown a lot stronger."

"Father-!"

Sun Quan hurriedly let go of his father's hand and rubbed his cheeks: "Quan'er is no longer a three or four-year-old child, and this time he is here to participate in the assessment of the gifted youth class."

"Ha ha!"

Sun Jian raised his head to the sky and let out a haha, nodding excitedly: "Father, how can you not know that this young genius class is still the name that your father enrolled you in. Your brother is too old to participate, so you can't miss it."

"Yes, Brother Quan!"

The majestic young man on the side was full of envy: "The imperial court stipulates that you must be under 15 years old to be eligible to sign up, but my brother is already 17 years old this year."

"Brother, don't worry."

Sun Quan held his small head high and said confidently: "Your share, Brother Quan will help you. From now on, you will be your wolf general, and I will be my emperor's disciple. We, the Sun family, have three families. Jie, it will be a good story."

"Hahaha!"

Sun Jian and Sun Ce looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Stinky boy, this is what you said. The young genius class is not as easy as you imagined. Can you pass the exam?"

Sun Quan patted his chest and assured: "Father, don't worry, Quan'er has studied Confucian classics and the art of war since he was a child, and even practiced martial arts with his elder brother. A small class of young geniuses will definitely not trouble Quan'er."

"kindness."

Sun Jian nodded: "Father has confidence in you. While there is still some time, you stay in father's camp to study Confucian classics. If there is anything you don't understand, just write it down. Father will help you find the great Confucianism in Wancheng for counseling. "

"A great Confucian in Wancheng?"

Sun Quan frowned, obviously not convinced: "Can father please?"

Sun Jian smiled and said, "You don't understand! Since the imperial court used examinations to select scholars, many great Confucian scholars have come to Wancheng. Some of them will help the candidates to tutor the Confucian classics for their livelihood."

"Father has already contacted you. This man is a great Confucian who has participated in the Yutang Palace debate. He costs two thousand dollars an hour. You have to study hard."

Sun Quan was stunned when he heard the words, and the muscles at the corners of his lips twitched non-stop: "Can it still be like this?"

Sun Jian twitched his beard and nodded: "Well, actually, my father doesn't want to do this either, but many children from aristocratic families are asking for help from Confucianism. If my father doesn't invite us, I'm afraid we will be compared."

"You didn't know it when you first arrived in Nanyang. The Deng family, the Yin family, and the Feng family are all from military families. They are poor in Confucianism, but each family has no shortage of money, and they all spend a lot of money to hire tutors."

"Not only Confucian classics, but also Art of War, Han Law, Arithmetic, Gewu, Astronomy, Calendar, etc. There are so many exam questions in the imperial court. Whoever can answer comprehensively and accurately will have an advantage."

"Quaner, you"

"stop!"

Sun Quan hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt, the original confident expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sad expression, just like the sad expression of a river of spring water flowing eastward!
"What's wrong?" Sun Ce asked.

"Confucian classics, art of war, Han law, arithmetic, Gewu, astronomy, calendar?"

From the beginning of Confucian classics to the end of astronomy and calendar, Sun Quan's voice changed from firm to more hesitant, as if his original self-confidence was shattered in an instant.

"That's right!"

But Sun Jian nodded calmly: "Otherwise, do you think it's so easy to get into the class of gifted youths? It's all under the guidance of famous experts, and they can even become disciples of the Son of Heaven. Anyone can get into the class?"

Uh.
Sun Quan was stunned, his head a little dizzy.

He couldn't believe that the assessment scope of the juvenile genius class was so wide.

Sun Ce grinned and said, "What, are you scared?"

Sun Quan's throat rolled, and he swallowed forcefully: "Brother, didn't you say that the assessment of the genius class is similar to the assessment of the Public Transport Department? Then how did you pass the assessment?"

"Of course it's the art of war!"

Sun Ce raised his chin proudly: "In our assessment, you only need to choose the field you are good at answering, but your assessment is all-round. Although the difficulty of each field is low, each field will be included in the score."

hiss-!
Sun Quan was astonished and stared like a bell: "All fields are included in the results?"

Sun Ce nodded: "That's right!"

Sun Quan was completely stunned: "Impossible! No one in this world can master so much knowledge before the age of 15!"

However, Sun Ce was extremely sure: "You can't, but it doesn't mean others can't! Do you still remember my brother's friend Zhou Lang from Shu County? When he took the exam, he answered questions in six fields."

"Although Zhou Lang has not been properly settled yet, as long as the imperial court appoints him, he will definitely not be comparable to his elder brother. I am afraid that he will be the chief general of the three armies, otherwise he will be a member of the two thousand stones."

"Before I went back to pick you up, my brother had a night of drinking with Zhou Lang. He hated himself for giving birth two years earlier, otherwise he would have been able to participate in the selection of the young genius class."

"Brother Quan!"

Sun Ce patted Sun Quan on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Don't think too easily about the talents in this world. Compared with Zhou Lang, the only advantage you may have is age."

*****
Wancheng, post house.

A young man wearing a soap towel was holding a pen at his desk, not knowing what he was writing.

He frowned, resting his cheeks, his forehead was sweating, and his mouth was dry.

His name is Pang Tong.

People from Xiangyang, Jingzhou.

Hearing that Nanyang Hanting was going to set up a class for young geniuses, he came to Nanyang Wancheng under the recommendation of his uncle Pang Degong.

Today, Mr. Pang De spends a lot of money to buy some test questions of the Bus Department from Nanyang traders, and wants his nephew Pang Tong to try it.

Pang Tong, a young and talented young man who was full of confidence, couldn't do it in less than half an hour. He kept resting his chin and meditating for an hour, and it never passed.

"how do you feel?"

In front of him, an imposing man was bowing his body, staring at the empty scroll of bamboo slips in front of Pang Tong, and tried to ask: "Do you find it difficult to write?"

The man is Lord Pang De.

Famous scholar in Xiangyang, uncle of Pang Tong.

"uncle!"

Pang Tong raised his head and stared at the other party in astonishment: "Is this really an exam question issued by the Public Transport Department? There is even a force analysis of the ballista?"

"Based on such a simple schematic diagram, we can analyze the force of the ballista? But I don't even know what the ballista looks like!"

"There's another question!"

Pang Tong turned over two pages and found the topic that had troubled him for at least half an hour: "Assume that the river's current velocity is [-] zhang per breath, and to go from Ferry A on the north bank to the south bank, without considering the influence of wind speed, the speed of the warship needs to reach How many?"

"My nephew understands that this question must be to assess the strategy of water warfare, but can anyone really figure it out for the generals in the court? Can His Majesty really figure it out?"

"There is still this question"

Pang Tong turned two pages in a row, pointing to the title above: "Today, when some people buy together, and each person pays eight renminbi, there will be a surplus of three renminbi; if each person pays seven renminbi, it is less than four renminbi. How many people and the prices?"

"Ha ha!"

Pang Tongtong couldn't believe it: "The court's selection of scholars will actually evaluate the way of merchants?"

However, Mr. Pang De was extremely calm: "Why didn't you take the test? You know that at Shangshutai, there is someone who is in charge of business administration. Last winter, Nanyang's prices were stable, and it was this person who secretly manipulated it."

"If it weren't for this, how could the people of Nanyang survive the winter safely? Why would the people praise His Majesty's benevolence? Although in the eyes of Confucian scholars, the way of merchants is a low-level industry, but in the eyes of Your Majesty, it is a sharp weapon to stabilize the world. "

"During the time of Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, the imperial court set up Changping warehouses throughout the country. The purpose was to stabilize local grain prices and ensure people's livelihood. In a sense, this is also the way of merchants."

"Your Majesty uses examinations to select scholars. The purpose is to select talents from all walks of life for the imperial court. Confucian classics are only a small part of it, such as the art of war, the study of things, and arithmetic."

"Do you really think that the young genius class is that easy?"

Duke Pang knew that his nephew was talented and intelligent.

But
It is precisely because of this that Pang Tong is proud of his talents and never takes his peers seriously.

This time going north to participate in the selection of the young genius class, he even threatened to take the first place, adding glory to the Jingxiang Pang family.

So arrogant!

Therefore, Lord Pang De gave his nephew Pang Tong an inoculation in advance in this way: "Although His Majesty is young today, he has a photographic memory. He has extensive knowledge and strong memorization. Only by reading thousands of volumes of books can he have the achievements of today. .”

"Nephew, this young genius class is definitely not as easy as you imagined. Your Majesty's ability is far beyond your imagination. If you want to be admitted to this young genius class, you have to work hard."

"Confucianism!"

Mr. Pang De straightened up slowly, and exhaled: "In the eyes of His Majesty, it has always been only a small aspect, it is only the foundation of governing the world."

At this moment, the hostility on Pang Tong's face suddenly disappeared, and he gradually calmed down. When his eyes fell on the exam questions again, they had softened.

as if
Behind these questions, there are many peaks that need to be climbed by oneself.

Pang Tong calmed down and said softly, "Uncle, do you have answers to these questions?"

Mr. Pang De nodded affirmatively: "There is indeed an answer, but inside the bus department, even if my uncle is familiar with Mr. De Cao, he will not come forward for you. I hope you can understand."

"kindness."

Pang Tong naturally understood his uncle's temperament: "Nephew understands, uncle doesn't want to embarrass Mr. De Cao, but uncle, nephew still wants you to find a way to help nephew overcome these difficulties."

"can!"

Pang Degong nodded affirmatively: "Huang Chengyan from Xiangyang is proficient in Mohist theory, has a certain understanding of Gewu, and the force analysis of ballistas. Uncle can ask him for help."

"There is still the question of the law of water warfare"

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******
Nanyang, Wancheng.

The Emperor's Palace.

Wende Hall.

Liu Bian held the list of candidates handed over by Sima Hui, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

Zhuge Liang!
Sima Yi!
Pang Tong!

Cao Ang!

Sun Quan!

Lu Yi!

(PS: Lu Xun, whose real name is Lu Yi.)
Hao Zhao!

Deng Zhi!

Wang Can!

Wei Yan!

Although there are many unfamiliar names, as long as he finds these names, Liu Bian's blood boils instantly.

At this moment, not only Liu Bian himself, but also the netizens in the live broadcast room also turned upside down:

"Mist Grass! Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi, Pang Tong? These are the top talents in the Three Kingdoms."

"None of them are over 15 years old now, and they are very malleable. As long as they are well cultivated, they will definitely be better than in history!"

"Isn't this Nima an enhanced version of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms? With Master Bian leading them, after 20 years, they will definitely be able to sweep the world."

"My God! Master Bian has made a lot of money this time, and they are all great people!"

"The genius training program is officially launched, let's fly!"

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Even the experts of the Military Division Alliance couldn't help being stunned: "I didn't expect that in only two months, so many years of talents have been recruited!"

"Sun Quan is only ten years old this year, Lu Xun is only nine years old this year, Zhuge Liang is only 11 years old this year, Sima Yi and Pang Tong are only 13 years old, and Wei Yan is only 12 years old!"

"Defense Lord!"

The voice of the military division alliance was a little excited: "They are the talent pool for the rise of the big men, and the military division alliance will make targeted improvements based on their exam answers."

"Great!"

Liu Bian was ecstatic in his heart, and praised the experts of the Military Division Alliance: "There are experts who make targeted improvements. I'm afraid that when Sun Quan grows up, Zhang Liao may not be his opponent."

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty?"

When he heard Sima Hui's voice, Liu Bian came back to his senses: "De Cao, I'm fine, you continue talking."

Only then did Sima Hui speak: "I have to remind Your Majesty that since the Public Transport Department examination has been implemented for more than a year, there have been a large number of examination questions in Wancheng City."

"I have checked carefully. Many of the test questions on the market, seven out of ten questions are correct, but the answers are varied, and only one out of ten answers are correct."

"In addition, many scholars of Confucianism and Confucianism make a living in Nanyang, using the pretext of making up lessons for others to earn high commissions, ranging from three to five hundred to as many as one to two thousand."

"Although some of them have no choice but to do so, this matter will do harm to His Majesty's examination and obtain a scholar. It must be severely punished and must not be tolerated!"

"Oh?"

Liu Bian couldn't help being surprised.

This shit has only been implemented for more than a year, and the people of the big man have signs of involution: "There are Confucian students who make a living by making up lessons?"

Sima Hui nodded affirmatively: "That's right! And there are not a few of them, and some of them are Confucian scholars who have participated in the Yutang Palace debate. They are simply insulting gentleness. Your Majesty should punish this severely."

"The real purpose of selecting scholars based on grades is to select talents for the imperial court, not to select some people who are good at taking exams to enter the imperial court. If severe punishment is not imposed, it will be difficult to select real talents in the long run."

Ouch!
Liu Bian was even more shocked!

I can't believe that Sima Hui has such insight.

Indeed, it is impossible to select truly wise men if the candidates for examinations are kidnapped by capital, resulting in serious introversion.

Netizens in the live broadcast room heard this and praised it one after another:

"Sima Hui is awesome, he is indeed a famous educator of the big man."

"Although it is only a sprout, it should indeed be hit."

"Education must not be kidnapped by capital!"

"My mother! I am deeply affected by it. The children's various cram schools are not taught by the teachers in class."

"I have to spend a lot of tuition fees every year, it's just too stupid!"

"While this is the budding stage, these perpetrators should be wiped out!"

"Master Bian, you must hit them hard!"

"Don't give them a way out, destroy them all."

"The imperial court wants talents, not examination machines."

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Liu Bian was also deeply poisoned by the capitalization of education, so he naturally agreed: "Decao is justified, and this matter must not be tolerated. You can rest assured that I will order a strict investigation, and anyone who dares to publicly sell test materials will be punished. He will be punished severely."

Sima Hui's eyes lit up, and he immediately clasped his hands together and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

"Have you got all the things you need to prepare for the exam for the young genius class?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, all the supplies will be reported, and they will be ready within five days."

"Very good! In that case, let's set the exam in seven days."

"Here!"

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